As dusk sings
Its last hoorah
In orange fringe
And big kids dance
Their last sun dance
Around the beach they flit and fly
Like the flight of a butterfly.
A midst wafting sails,
A spread-winged gull wails
While pelicans head back to nest
At day’s end all given their best.
Crimson sun vanishing
Golden moon garnishing
The glowing sky answers all our whys–
Like why we’ve chosen this paradise….
This blog is brought to you by The Sonoran Resorts Sales Group, Jim Ringquist, Director of Sales